Pll: Original Sin A Novels & Stories

Dear Reader Thank you for reading the first chapter of the book called, Sins Of My Body. Sins Of My Body was originally written as an Interactive Story Game. I am in the process of adapting it into a novel form. The original version contains a great deal of dialogue to fit the platform for which it was intended. Though you can enjoy the story in its interactive format too as currently published. (eg when Veronica speaks, the format will be as this: Veronica ~ “Let me go, creep.”)

If you're not on my side then you are an enemy. I retrieved the plain manila folder Red had given me. Inside, nestled amongst academic records and project outlines, were my personal treasures: the photos. Photos of Tristan and Alex, captured in unguarded moments of affection. Kissing. Holding hands. Looking, sickeningly, in love. Each image was a little shard of ice in my gut, but now, they were weapons. I was going to use those shards to slit their throats. And I was going to laugh while I did it.

Zayren slowly turned her around before gently holding her face. “No more tears from now on,” he whispered. Sarang smiled softly before placing her hand over his shoulders. “Only happiness?” “Only happiness,” he nodded. And for the first time in a very long time, both of them truly believed it. Because after every pain, every misunderstanding, every loss, and every heartbreak... They had finally found their way back to each other. And this time, they were never letting go again. Because sometimes fate hides true love behind a deal of sin.

I had watched him on his knees for another man, watched him swallow every drop, and still I had come home hard and shaking. Now I was the one on my back with my legs open, waiting for the same cock that must have been in someone else’s mouth. The same cock that had made me cum in my jeans just from watching. Something more sinful than an affair. Something I could never take back. Adrian pushed my knees apart and settled between my thighs in a deep missionary embrace. His big cock rested against my skin, already thick and flushed. He spread my ass cheeks with both hands, his thumbs pressing close to my hole, and just looked at me for a long moment.

"I didn't accept the promotion to control you, Darlene. I accepted it because the High Council told me that if I didn't become the God of the Twenty-Eighth Cycle, they would let the One-Hundred-and-Thirty-Seventh Layer wake up the First Alpha’s Original Sins—the ones who first ate the Heart of the First Luna." I gripped the Sovereign-Fang, the red-gold sinew pulsing with the frequency of a coming apocalypse. "The Original Sins? I thought the Pack killed them". Jackson’s eyes turned into two bleeding cracks of crimson starlight as he vanished into the static. "The Nineteenth Cycle didn't end with a death, Darlene. It ended with a System-Restore, and the Cannibal-Pack is the one who just Woke

Forget keeping his babies—all I wanted was to divorce that jerk. However, that was when I heard the boy in my belly telling me he would stay with me after the divorce—that he would disown his jerk of a father. As such, I was convinced to abort my daughter and keep the boy, only to realize that it was the start of my nightmares. It was only in death that I realized Tina had planned everything. The boy was never my son, but a demon incarnate. Worst of all, I was beguiled into killing my own daughter!

I also stopped playing poker and focused on working hard during the day, which helped me grow my savings. Three years later, Darren was finally released from prison. He found me and dropped to his knees, begging for forgiveness. "I'm sorry, Kyle! I was too blinded by greed. I never should have schemed to steal your money." I waved my hand dismissively as I looked at his dejected figure before me. "Just because I don't wish harm on others, it doesn't mean that I'm letting my guard down. After all, even your closest kin can skin you."

Her tears were not giving up on her, just like her pain which was not giving up from hurting her heart over and over again. Squeezing her glossy eyes shut, she was about to snuggle her head on her knees but stopped, feeling that huge shadow towering over her curled up figure. Nina took her head upward and this time, her soul got deprived of every kind of sensation by finding that person in front of her again and by seeing that precarious vileness in his dusky gaze, she understood it really very clearly that this night was going to be the beginning of that forbidden sin between their bodies, hearts and souls.

He slammed his hand on the table, the sound echoing loudly. Tension settled over the room like a heavy blanket. All eyes turned toward Noah. Kelvin wore a small, victorious smile as he chewed slowly, clearly enjoying the moment. Noah looked up slowly, voice flat. “Glad you finally figured out we’re not the same.” He paused, meeting his father’s gaze. “Took you long enough.” “You little rat,” Grayson snarled, face reddening with anger. “What the fuck do you think you are? You think you can survive out there without me?”

Seraphina had told him was said that she wore jewellery made out of the bones and cursed artifacts, which were remnants of her twisted experiments. Her second sister, and the most dangerous of them all was Isolde. Peter recognized her, because Seraphina had told him that she wore jewellery made out of mirror, and each tiny mirror encapsulated a soul of the victim who has once been her prey. She was a seductress of darkness. She was almost as beautiful as Seraphina herself. Her porcelain skin was almost similar in color to her snowy white hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall of milk. But Peter knew that her beauty was mere a part of her a sinister intent, for Isolde was a mistres